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Introduction:

An unknown virus infects the world, and the world mutates greatly. Fang Hong, a teenager in high school, awakens the five ancient gods, rises against the trend, pushes all the way, and explodes the world!

Chapter 1 Young Fang Hong

Earth, year.

At noon, the sun is shining.

The earth seemed to be scorched by the sun, and the entire Chuzhou City was filled with heat waves.

With the continuous destruction of the earth's ozone layer and the environment by humans, the temperature of the earth is getting higher and higher. Now, it is December, but it is still unbearably hot.

In the practice hall of Chihong Martial Arts Hall in Chuzhou City, a 17- or 18-year-old boy with long hair was practicing his palms over and over again. His palms were powerful and powerful, and each palm brought a strong wind.

The boy's complexion is bronze, his stature is not tall, he looks like 1.75 meters, with sword eyebrows, star eyes, handsome and uncommon, thin, naked upper body, all strong muscles, with the boy's continuous palm training, the flow of movement on his body. With a faint red air.

Just as the young man practiced his palms over and over again, a voice sounded: "Yes, Fang Hong, your Xuan Yang Gong has finally entered the fifth floor."

A middle-aged man in his 40s with a Chinese character face walked in.

When the young Fang Hong saw the middle-aged man coming in, he stopped practicing palms and said with a smile, "Master, you are here."

The middle-aged man is the owner of Chihong Martial Arts Museum, that is, Fang Hong's master Yan Chihong.

Fang Hong came to Yan Chihong and scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "I also just broke through last night."

Yan Chihong looked at Fang Hong with a look of relief: "If Master had accepted you as an apprentice a few years earlier, you might be a high-level martial artist by now!"

He only accepted Fang Hong as his apprentice two years ago. Within two years, Fang Hong had cultivated Xuan Yang Gong to the fifth level. Even he was amazed at such a speed of cultivation.

Xuan Yang Gong entered the fifth floor, which means that Fang Hong is already a fifth-rank martial artist!

Seventeen-year-old, fifth-rank martial artist, even among the younger generation in Chuzhou, he is still a leader.

"Your punch,

Have you tested it? "Yan Chihong asked Fang Hong.

"Not yet, I came to the martial arts hall in the morning to practice Prajna Vajra Palm." Fang Hong said.

"Let's go, let's go over and test your fist strength." Yan Chi Hong said, and then brought Fang Hong to the strength tester.

Fang Hong stood still, ran the fifth layer of Xuan Yang Gong, and suddenly punched the tester.

Bah!

The tester made a screeching noise.

The value continued to soar, broke through in an instant, and stopped.

"Pounds! That's right, as soon as you break through the fifth rank of martial artist, your fist strength will be pounds!" Yan Chihong smiled, UU reading www.uukanshu. com then touched his short chin beard, which was his habitual signature move.

"Pound! Xiao Honghong, it's not bad, I'm almost catching up with your sister and me." At this time, a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl with a sweet smile walked in from outside.

The girl has a long braid, the braid reaches her waist, and her skin is as creamy. She looks very good-looking, especially those eyes, which are very charming.

The girl came to Fang Hong's side, patted Fang Hong's shoulder, and joked: "In the future, sister will rely on you to cover it."

Fang Hong smiled bitterly: "Senior sister, you don't need my cover."

The girl is the daughter of his master Yan Chihong, called Yan Waner, two years younger than him, but because he was late to the teacher, he called the girl as senior sister.

Yan Chihong said with a smile, "Okay, don't make fun of Fang Hong, but Fang Hong came to practice the exercises early on. It's not like you are a big slacker. The sun is shining on your toes before you come here, so don't look at it. What time is it, it's noon."

Yan Waner came over to Yan Chihong and said, "It's a rare Sunday today, Dad, take me to Lushan."

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